I could see the erect nipples of her breasts, which were pressing through the thin material of her gown, “gran?” I said.And again a little...louder. No response. I shook her slightly, then harder. Still no response. gran was out like a light. I rolled her onto her back and felt her breasts over the silk nightdress. My cock was stiff as steel as I slowly tweeked her nipples which immediately became erect. I lost my hardon when Gran moaned and twisted slightly, but her eyes remained. It made me feel good to be told I was good at something. Afterwards we watched TV and had dinner. About an hour before my Mother was to come home, he asked me if I’d like to do that again. It was almost like a game we played, so I told him yes and he said I was a “good cock sucker” again. We were back on the couch, so it was like the first time. I got between his legs; I knew what to do and unbuttoned the flap. I pulled out his cock, started stroking and sucking. At first I could get his whole. I ran in after him, swam underwater to the shallows, where I grabbed one of his legs and knocked him off balance. He grabbed me around the waist as he fell, and we wrestled briefly as we fought to regain our footing. “What happened to that big dick of yours?” he said when we finally stopped struggling, pointing at the withered little man between my legs. “What happened to yours?” I retorted, not very cleverly. He laughed and dove in to swim for shore, with me a few yards behind. Shivering in. She was wearing what Henry would have described as a white silk dressing gown, except that it buttoned only at the neck. Her small breasts lifted the material out and apart so that her hairless cunt lips were in full sight. He wondered why she kept glancing round nervously; she must have known what was happening to her.'Truly a sight to give any man wet dreams, ' thought Henry, 'and a present to me from the Emir. Now I know what Charles was hinting at is right; His Magnificence is bedding.